The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Di Shiyin lowered his eyes slightly and ignored her, and with a flick of his fingertips, an incense burner appeared on the table, and there was a stick of incense in the burner emitting green smoke.

Yan Chi's face changed slightly, knowing that he could do what he said.

He said that the time for a stick of incense is the time for a stick of incense, and there is no discount at all...

It really angered him, she and Xiaoqian definitely have no good fruit to eat!

Turning around, the whole person disappeared in the room—[

After about one incense stick, Yan Chi finally reappeared.

This time she appeared in her real body, with fluttering skirts, and a fairy air lingering around her.

Behind her was Xiaoqian, who was already in human form at the moment, with his small mouth tightly pursed, looking a little annoyed, and a trace of fear flickered deep in his eyes——

"Shiyin, Xiaoqian is here, you—don't scare him." Yan Chi sighed softly, looking at Di Shiyin who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Father, what do you want to tell Xiaoqian to come?" Xiaoqian looked down at the ground and asked.

Di Shiyin slowly recuperated, he glanced at Yan Chi first, and said lightly, "Yan Chi, who am I?"

Yan Chi was taken aback for a moment, and his expression changed slightly: "You—you are His Royal Highness—God Shiyin."

"Then—what about you?" Di Shiyin's voice was still calm, but there was a sense of coercion.

He just sat there quietly, but the overwhelming aura came over him, making Yan Chi almost breathless.

She lowered her head: "Subordinate—this subordinate is the Princess of the Feng Clan, Your Majesty canonized as Fengyin Divine Lord..." She was considered Bingxue smart, and already understood what Di Shiyin asked her about these two words.

In the heavenly realm, the level of the God Realm is determined by cultivation, and the one with the highest cultivation level is the High God. In the Heavenly Realm, there are no more than six High Gods, and their status is extremely noble.

Once again, the first class is the Supreme Immortal, and once again the Divine Lord. Under the Divine Lord, there are Yuanjun, Sanxian, and Xiaoxian...

Di Shiyin was born a child prodigy. It is said that when he was born, there was a Sanskrit sound chanting in the air, which resounded for nine days, and 99 golden dragons and 99 phoenixes circled around the place where he was born, and they left after three days.

His cultivation was astonishing from the moment he was born, and after ten thousand years of cultivation, he experienced the Heavenly Thunder Calamity and successfully advanced to the rank of God, ranking alongside the Heavenly Emperor.

You must know that the Emperor of Heaven was also a genius back then, but it took him 10 years of cultivation to become a god.

The appearance of Di Shiyin has become a myth in the heavens, and of course he has become the recognized next emperor of heaven——

As for Yan Chi, although he was considered a genius, and his age was about the same as Di Shiyin's, his cultivation level was far behind, and he was not at the same level at all.

She can always be by his side, and can call him by his first name, but because she grew up with him, it's a bit like a childhood sweetheart.

That's why Di Shiyin left her alone, now that he suddenly said this, it was naturally a distinction between superiority and inferiority—[

Di Shiyin glanced at her, and saw that although she was still dignified and calm, her trembling hands still revealed her true feelings...

Yan Chi once saved him regardless of life and death, and the two of them practiced together, which is considered a relationship between schoolgirls, so Di Shiyin regarded her as a friend, and hardly put on airs in front of her——

Unexpectedly, his connivance made her have a very special idea, and she actually wanted to intervene in his affairs——

"Okay, Divine Lord Fengyin, you just need to remember your own identity. Don't challenge the limit of this seat at will."

Di Shiyin's voice was cold, his eyes fell on Xiaoqian again, and he said bluntly: "Xiaoqian, hand over Qingyu's soul!"